And thankfully, yes, the sun came out today. I can see grass again and it’s not frigid cold. And the white things aren’t falling from the sky. And the wind is not blowing. Winter tried to come back the last few days, but I think Spring is not giving up so easily.

The really sad thing? Two days ago when it started I watched a pair of robins (resident robins who we think have nested here several years now), one sitting on the fence with all puffed out feathers just peering through the snowflakes. If I could have figured out how to dig them up some worms, I would have. And I don’t do worms. Poor things. Probably thought they were in some sort of time warp or something. I imagine the conversation went something like this:

*Robin on ground, scowling up at robin on fence, tweets: “Honey. I told you it was too early to leave. Why don’t you ever listen to me?”

*Robin on fence, peering into distance, sort of listening to mate, sort of not: “Yes dear.”

*Robin on ground: “Honey. Did you hear what I said?”

*Robin on fence: “Yes dear.” (Bobbing his cute little robin head up and down and fluffing out even farther as a cold arctic blast ruffles his carefully arranged red breast feathers.)

*Robin on ground: “Honey. I need to lay these eggs. I need to eat some worms. How am I going to lay these eggs? Honey? Honey???”

And then he flew away.

And I have no idea how the story ended. Except that maybe he was thinking, or singing, “the sun’ll come out tomorrow, bet you’re bottom dollar there’ll be sun…come what may….tomorrow, tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, you’re only a day away.”

You never know.

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Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). Now I just get pleasure out of swimming against the stream and ruffling a few feathers here in the wild west state of Wyoming!